The Clan Leader looked at the Shaman with some confusion, so is this Clan Leader's injury serious or not?
The old Shaman looked at him: "When I checked, I smelled a very familiar medicinal powder at his wound, the scent of Divine Wood Tree Branches and Leaves powder."
Divine Wood Tree Branches and Leaves!
This time the Clan Leader truly couldn't stay calm: "Just a Middle-ranked Tribe, they aren't even qualified to attend the grand trade fair, how could they have Divine Wood Tree Branches and Leaves?"
The old Shaman sneered: "That's also what I find puzzling, but this powder definitely isn't theirs. In previous instances, when their tribesmen were severely injured, I hadn't seen them take it out to use.
And yet this time they did, it would be strange if everything was fine."
The Clan Leader nodded: "So what are you suggesting?"
